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[plastic_spastic]

You can certainly see where some of our special students get their traits from. It should have been called 'Bring yours weirdest freako family member to the castle day'

Not that there aren't enough freaks here already.

I told Mother not to come, it's not like I'm a first year anymore. I did send her a gift for Mothering Sunday though. A trip to a spa, that way she can work on those tiny wrinkles.

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[instantdrama]

Well I don't know, I'm not a ghost. I mean, there's obviously some kind of afterlife, so... maybe they're watching? I don't know, this isn't really my area of expertise.

And how would she know if... No, I don't even care. What I want to know is why would he ever get a job with your mom.

[plastic_spastic]

You can't watch great distances. The staff thought this was a great idea and didn't think of it backfiring.

Why wouldn't he? My Mother is huge in the wizarding music industry.

[instantdrama]

...

She is?

[plastic_spastic]

Yeah, She's also three time winning Miss Daily Prophet. Never mention that though or she'll go on for hours about what it was like when she was a girl.

[instantdrama]

[And this comes noticeably later, after her little talk with Karkat.]

Alright so anyway, the point is you just need to back off, alright? Stop being so insensitive!

[plastic_spastic]

People just need to stop jumping to conclusions when I speak. It's not like I was knocking ghosts. I wanted to get my mother something better than spending a day trying to relive her glory days at the castle.

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[selfhatred]

DON'T TELL ME YOU'RE SERIOUSLY FUCKING CONSIDERING THIS BULLSHIT?

[Private]

[instantdrama]

What?

Of...course not...

Kind of? I know she's a bitch but this is kind of a big opportunity...

[Private]

[selfhatred]

ENOUGH TO SELL YOUR FUCKING SOUL FOR?
THIS IS LIKE DEALING WITH THE FUCKING DEVIL.

[Private]

[instantdrama]

... Damn it. You're right, oh my god what was I thinking? It's Amber.

[inkblots.]

Thanks. That was a dark moment.

[More inkblots.]

You okay? I mean... No, I know you're not, but like, do you need anything? Is there anything I can do at all?

[Private]

[selfhatred]

ANYTIME YOU NEED A BITCHSLAP, JUST ASK ME.
I'D BE HAPPY TO.

I'M ACTUALLY FEELING A BIT BETTER NOW.
TAKING MY ANGER OUT ON HER WAS LIKE FUCKING THERAPY.
PROBABLY NOT THE SMARTEST THING BUT
WHO THE FUCK CARES?

[Private]

[instantdrama]

I'll keep that in mind. You're definitely good at it.

And that's good to hear. I don't think anyone would really blame you for it. If they did, then they've got issues.

I know we don't know each other that well too, but... I'm here for you, y'know. I've got your back.

[Private]

[selfhatred]

UH. THANKS.
AFTER THE WEEK I'VE HAD IT SOUNDS GOOD TO HEAR THAT.

[Private]

[instantdrama]

Any time.

[Karkat is going to find a pretty large box of Bertie Botts jellybeans on his bed later with a note simply reading '-J'. They were from Christmas and she'd not had the chance to eat them. She figured Karkat deserved them more.]